William Wallace

Well what is there to say about William Wallace that hasn't been said??? I tend to talk in 3rd person sometimes.... Why??? Because who shall dare fuck with William Wallace?? I like to take long walks on a blood soaked beach imagining what life would be like with my bitch who had her throat slit right in front of my fucking eyes!!! God damn sons of bitches...... I got them in the end... You see in the end of that movie "Braveheart," they don't tell you what really happened... They lead you to believe that i was decapitated and that my men went on and fought??? Bullshit, as that pussy of an executioner was swingng that axe down i flexed my rather muscular neck and it ended up bouncing off of my throat and into his fucking face!!! AAAAAHHH, son of a bitch.... You cannot kill me, how else would i have access to this Space of Mine... anyway back to the story, as soon as i felt that son of a bitches blood spurt all over my face not only did i get an erection from the sound of his flesh ripping but i got up and ran into the woods on the outskirts of the city. How??? Well no man can catch William Wallace in a foot race. Fuck you Lance Armstrong, i need no bike and i have both testicles you freak! Now i hid out in the forrest for a bit and waited quite some time for the next battle.... I saw my men being leaded by a complete pussy of a man who turned his back on me at one point, listened to his speech and vomited in my mouth at how he tried ripping me off and how pathetic he sounded. When he finished my main man, who i once had sexual relations with, threw my sword to the battlegrounds.... Now it didnt just land in the grass.... No No, thats where they are wrong. It landed in my hand where i was waiting for it and i sprinted(FUCK YOU LANCE!! I NEED NO BIKE!!!) and destroyed every fucking man in my path!!!! GOD I LOVE TO SLIT THE THROAT OF MEN WITH HORRIBLE ENGLISH ACCENTS!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAH I KILL THEM FOR THE SPORT!! AND FOR SCOOOOTLAAAAAAAAAAND!! FUCK YOU LANCE!!! I HAVE MY FREEEEEEEEDOM NOW!!! and that pretty much sums me up, these days you can find me walking around the urban streets of America challenging many a men to engage in a battle against their leader but none have jumped aboard my bandwagon.... Maybe they need to see my film....